Gold looked at Lyra. Not with anger. With exhaustion. The exhaustion of a fifteen-year-old who had already learned that some doors don’t open just because you knock.
That was when the locals arrived. A dozen of them—fishermen, berry farmers, a kimono girl with cold eyes. 4780 - Pokemon Heartgold -u--xenophobia-
She faced the crowd. Her heart hammered like a Sudowoodo’s fist. Gold looked at Lyra
“He’s not the enemy,” she said.
The kimono girl turned first. Then the fisherman. One by one, the crowd dissolved back into the fog. ” Gold said
“I stopped it,” Gold said, rising. His voice cracked. “I helped .”
“He’s the one who stirred up the Gyarados,” the kimono girl said. “Kantonese black magic. They want to destabilize our region.”